User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/Red Tables/@comment-2246928-20141214205840

Sirinius

Two grappling hooks swung over the wall, scraping to a halt as they found their holds. Whipping out a knife, Skipper Rorgan slashed the cable of the first one, but had to throw himself down again as another arrow whizzed by. He looked up at the second one, a few inches to the right of Sirinius and Nerrow, and after a few moments, the shaggy head of a wildcat appeared. Yowling barbarically, the massive beast swung easily over the wall, the stones and arrows fired at him bouncing harmlessly off his helmet and breastplate, which shone like fish scales in the newly-risen moonlight. He raised an axe, and Nerrow raised her dirk, kicking out at him. The wildcat slammed a mailed footpaw down on her leg and snapped the bone, twisting it with a shove of his footpaw.

And then in two quick, smooth motions, he swiped the dirk out of the agonized otter's paw and slashed downwards. The axe cut into her arm, and as Nerrow gave a scream of pain, the wildcat pulled the arm back and beheaded her with a neat swipe.

Skipper Rorgan, still on his side after avoiding a missile that nearly hit him, was left staring in horror at the headless body of one of his Ottercrew.

A roar of pure, unbridled grief and outrage cut through the noise-filled atmosphere, and Nerrow's brother Vortin attacked the wildcat from behind. As a ferret's head popped up over the wall, followed by a spear and his leather-clad body as he scrabbled to find a foothold, the wildcat swung around and fought the grief-stricken brother. Vortin's marlinspike and the feline's axe clashed once, twice, thrice, each time nicking a part of the wildcat's exposed flesh, and then Vortin swayed to avoid an arrow and the wildcat drove the axe's flat head deep into his stomach.

Vortin stared wide-eyed into the wildcat's startlingly green ones as he leaned down and smiled into his ear. "Go thee to Hellgates, riverdog." With a sickening sound of flesh being torn open, the axe was ripped from the otter's midriff and Vortin was thrown from the wall.

Birne 

A grizzled rat with a spiked helmet soon appeared over the wall as he clawed his way over it, a spear tucked into a long leather sheath on his back. He threw a leg over the sandstone, and then began pulling his way onto the ramparts, completely unaware of the squirrel waiting for him.